From Orion Frosthelm
My queen.
Never set your weapon to stun. Always set it to kill. As my queen, you will take no prisoners. You will command as I do. You will rule as I do. And everyone will bow at your feet.
Including me.
You were forged in the heart of a dying star, born of fire and fury. You are not soft. You are not meant to be handled with care. You were made to burn, to consume, to leave nothing but ash in your wake.
You will sparkle as you destroy and leave nothing but specks at your feet, my stardust.
I have waited long enough. Are you ready to accept your fate and come to me?
Say the words.
“I, Danika Starbourne, accept you, Orion Thalos, as my fated mate.”
Orion
PS: I’m not an alien. I’m told humans believe aliens to be small green men. I’m neither green nor small. I’m simply from another realm. The reason you can read my writing is because we are fated. We were made to understand one another.